Ethan sat in his room on the top floor of the Hotgirls building, leaning against his large desk. One email after another appeared on the screen of the laptop in front of him, his fingers moving quickly across the keyboard. After giving short and clear answers to the messages he received about contacts, business partnerships and organizations in the city, he noticed Aurin's gaze next to him.
Aurin was sitting on the edge of the table, watching her with his chin resting on his hand. Her head was slightly bowed, her fiery red hair falling over her shoulders. Her ice-blue eyes, as always, had a tantalizing glint. She was one of Hotgirls' boldest, most desirable, and most expensive girls. She was also Ethan's date, his plaything, and one of his most loyal entertainers.
Aurin sighed and tilted his head back when he realized that Ethan's eyes were on him.
- "Old Barker was a disaster."
His voice was both complaining and worried. Rolling his eyes, he continued, "He bought me for a week, but there was no romance, no passion. Just the vanity of an old-fashioned rich man. He bought me fancy gifts, took me to expensive hotels, but he had no taste, Ethan. He really had no taste."
Forcing a smile, Ethan turned off his computer screen and leaned back slightly.
- "All right, don't tell anyone, but I knew the old man would be like this."
Aurin looked at him defiantly and raised her eyebrows.
- "Then why did you sell me to him?"
Ethan leaned forward slightly and put his hand on the table.
- "Because he paid a ridiculous amount of money for this meeting. It's not every man who can afford a toy as expensive as you, Aurin. I thought the man was looking for some excitement in his last years."
Aurin laughed slightly and stretched his long legs under the table.
- "Excitement? The old man's only excitement was expensive dinners."
Ethan shook his head from side to side with a wry expression as he watched the slightly angry look on her face.
- "Ah, my dear Aurin. Looks like I shouldn't send you out with old men again."
Aurin narrowed her eyes and leaned toward him.
- "If you do that again, can you imagine how I'll punish you when I get back?"
Ethan's lips curled slightly. He liked this challenge. Aurin was not just a toy in his world; she was also one of the few women who could challenge him.
A mischievous smile formed on Ethan's lips as he watched Aurin's defiant gaze. He leaned back in his chair and lit a cigarette. As he slowly blew the smoke into the air, he ran his eyes down the elegant lace bodice she wore.
- "Barker and his kind... it's all about ego, Aurin. To have a beautiful young woman's body, to feel her warmth, to breathe some life into their old bodies. That's what they want. They have money but no youth. That's why they worship women like you."
Aurin laughed slightly, tilting his head to the side and staring at Ethan with the ease of a hunter who knows his traps but doesn't hesitate to use them.
- "So they're hungry, and you're the one who feeds them. It's fun, isn't it?"
Ethan took another drag on his cigarette and cocked his head to the side.
- "Let's say you're the one who makes them hungry and makes them hungrier."
Aurin slowly extended his foot from under the table and lightly touched Ethan's leg. The movement was slow, provocative, a deliberate provocation.
- "From your point of view, there is another dimension. When an old man has the skin of a young woman, he feels reborn. The man underneath that pale, wrinkled skin thinks for a moment that he has returned to his youth. But you know what, Ethan?"
Aurin bit his lip and tilted his head slightly to the side. His eyes sparkled with a tantalizing gleam.
- "They never forget it's an illusion. Because no matter how strong they feel at the moment, the old, weak man inside them always comes back."
Ethan laughed.
- "That's right, darling. That's why we prey on their weaknesses. Their hunger for young women's skin is never satisfied. They always want more. And we manage to keep them hungry for more every time."
Aurin rose slightly from his chair and stretched out, leaning on the edge of the table. It was a movement that seemed completely natural, yet deliberate. Ethan was aware of his physical provocations, but he enjoyed the game.
- "Barker... oh, poor guy. He was so excited, his hands trembled just touching me. Can you imagine what he went through, Ethan?"
Ethan watched him, his eyes narrowing.
- "Tell me, Aurin. What went through the old man's mind?"
Aurin sat on the corner of the table, leaning forward slightly as he crossed one leg over the other.
- "For a moment, he thought he was back to his eighteen-year-old self. When he ran his hands over me, he imagined he had his old strength, his old energy. But you know what happened? The truth hit him so hard. He was so incompetent that he finally gave up and tried to find comfort in the warmth of my skin.
Ethan sarcastically shook his head from side to side.
- "That's the biggest mistake these guys make. They just want to have, but they don't know what to do with what they have."
Aurin approached him, chuckling, and rubbed his finger lightly against Ethan's chin.
- "What about you, Ethan? Do you know what to do with what you have?"
Ethan lowered his eyes to her deep cleavage and looked back up at her face. The hunter in him felt her challenge all too well.
- "You know that very well, Aurin."
Aurin laughed easily and stepped back. As Ethan watched her, he knew that he enjoyed playing with this woman. But he also knew something else: This game would not be limited to Aurin alone.
Keeping his eyes on Aurin's face, Ethan took a last drag from his cigarette and stubbed it out in the ashtray. That crooked, arrogant smile appeared on his lips again.
- "If I didn't know what to do, would you be my plaything today?"
There was a spark of defiance and acceptance in Aurin's eyes. The silence in that moment created a strange tension between them. Ethan already knew the answer, but he enjoyed hearing Aurin's confession.
Aurin leaned in slightly and parted his lips, but just as he was about to speak, there was a knock at the door.
Ethan tilted his head slightly to the side without taking his eyes off the door.
- "Come in."
The door opened and in walked Katie, the most disciplined and reliable of the Hotgirls.
She carried several files and a tablet. Her eyes recognized the tension between Ethan and Aurin, but she moved confidently to the desk as if nothing had happened. Katie's position in this building was unquestionable. All of the company's operations, model development, interviews, and projects were under her control. If Hotgirls was an empire, if Ethan was the king, then Katie was the real ruler of this kingdom.
She stared at Aurin for a moment, but quickly turned her attention back to Ethan.
- "I've been going through the new model applications, some of them are noteworthy, but I wanted you to take a look."
He dropped a few files on the table and continued, turning the tablet screen towards Ethan: "These are the ones with the best potential. Of course, the ones we choose have to meet our standards. But one in particular caught my attention."
Ethan took the tablet and raised his eyebrows slightly. Katie's selections were always worthwhile. Her foresight, her sharp mind, knowing how to mold young women in this industry was one of the things that kept Hotgirls on top.
Aurin rolled his eyes at Katie and rose gently from the table.
- "Ah, Katie... how sexy your business talk is."
Katie replied coolly, not taking her eyes off him.
- "And how unnecessary your overtime is."
Aurin laughed sarcastically, pushed back his chair and went to the window.
Ethan stared at the screen, weighing Katie's words in his mind.
- "What girl are you talking about?"
Katie put her hand on a file and pointed to the name "Miranda Lenz".
- "She's one of the newcomers, but here's the difference: Miranda's not just a model. She's a potential."
Ethan looked up at Katie. It was rare for her to be so definitive. So this girl was really important.
- "Hmm... I'm intrigued."
Katie continued as she moved to the next page of the tablet, "We have to be careful when choosing new faces for the company, Ethan. These girls are not just models, they represent the brand. And most importantly..."
She paused for a moment, her eyes fixed on Ethan's.
- "Toys for you to train."
Aurin interjected with a smile.
- "Are we picking out Ethan's new favorite?"
Katie replied without looking at him.
- "I'm doing my job, Aurin. You know what to do."
Ethan watched in silence. Katie's seriousness about her work was in stark contrast to Aurin's provocative demeanor. And watching the conflict between the two was, as always, a great pleasure for him.
- "Alright Katie, I want to see Miranda, arrange a private meeting with her."
Katie nodded her head in agreement and closed the file, placing it on the edge of the desk.
- "It will be as you say."
And then she paused for a moment, her eyes fixed on Ethan.
- "But remember this, Ethan. These girls were my choices before they became your playthings. If you waste Miranda, I'll never talk business with you again."
Ethan laughed.
- "Katie... is it possible that I won't talk business with you?"
Katie smiled slightly and picked up the tablet.
- "We'll see."
And then she opened the door and walked out. Aurin approached the table again and leaned in as Ethan followed her out.
- "Looks like it's going to be a fun night, Ethan."
Ethan turned to him and winked slightly.
- "Who knows, maybe you'll want to play with some new toys too."
Aurin tilted her head to the side and gave him a provocative look.
- "Maybe... but I won't stop being your toy tonight."
Ethan smiled with pleasure. The game had just begun.
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